now its 0448 on a saturday morning.
now i'm starting to feel the pain.
it didnt hurt this much.
why.


what is this.
i thought i already felt everything possible.
everything anyone could ever feel.
what is this feeling.
i dont know.
and to top things off.
i cant explain it.
why.


a word.
its interesting how we form images and associations when we hear or read one.
definition, experience, impression.
all affect the way we think and feel about a word.
play upon these factors.
the power of apt language.
why.


long unhurried walks in the breeze.
admiring the lights in the night.
appreciating the light beside me.
why.


my favourite picture.
is one which is of a sunset.
beauty that marks the end of a day.
then comes the winter breeze.
why.


its in my nature to question.
"why"; a compelling word.
after i find the answer.
everything else just falls into place.


you left me here to count
ten thousand questions
to the answers i never found
now i dance alone on the floor you made
of ten thousand answers that never came.

perfection at 8:02 PM